I don't know

I don't ask for the impossible if I repent

And no appointment with time if I get lost

My days have become long until I get tired

I had no homeland in it, but I lived

And I rode its whirlpool and did not get stuck in it

Its atmospheres have taken me by storm, so I took my time

My patience did not run out from it, but I pretended

And when relief came on its stage, I played

And with what fate gave me, I convinced myself

My only hope was not to win, but I interacted

I led my soul to dreams, and in them I resided

And I revealed my condition, but I denied it

The two conditions coincided, so I despaired of them

For the old, I realized, but I accepted

And with the new, I coexisted, but I philosophized

And my paths intersected, and I did not flatter

I forgave my time, but I did not flatter it

Denial saved me, and I protected it

I held on to the love of life, and from it I learned

I succeeded and failed, but I did not deny

And hope remains more beneficial, even if it groans

Above me A sky that rains no matter how much I complain

And beneath me is a land that produces its bounties

Beside me is the other party competing with me if I advance

In front of me is the unseen world no matter how much I see

And behind me are memories that I do not cling to

So why do I feel arrogant towards myself and my life?

And how do I preserve my dignity if I lose it?

And when will I regain myself if I risk it?

What hope is there in vain if I pledge

And my sin is not forgiven if I complain

I have a heart with which I have done good and praised

And no one is more merciful to me if I persist

The best of things is that which is balanced

So praise be to God for what He has given me

And I do not know if I have become accustomed to it